Sergey
Kadinsky
The Ghosts of Homesh
July 27, 2006
Shavei Shomron, Israel: In the year that has passed
since the Israeli disengagement from the Gaza Strip and northern
Samaria, not only has the national debate over
its results remained ongoing, but appears to have intensified in light of the
two front war that
Israel is facing on its northern and
southern frontiers.
Today, if someone wishes to visit Gush Katif, as the Jewish
communities in
Gaza were called, they could visit a number of
temporary housing sites established throughout
Israel where the former settlers now
live. Many remain unemployed, some are depressed. Evidence of ruined lives and
relationships devastates these people the same way that the former homes, farms,
and synagogues of Gush Katif now stand in ruins. If one were to visit these
ruins, one would hope that Hamas, which rules over the site of Gush Katif,
provides tour guides. It would also be prudent to wear a helmet seeing that
Israel has chosen to make a limited
return to
Gaza after a year’s worth of Qassam rockets
that have been launched by Hamas from what was once Gush Katif.
In contrast, the former settlements of northern
Samaria, Ganim, Kadim, Homesh, and Sanur are
slightly more accessible. Though they are located in proximity to Jenin, they
remain within Area C, the part of
West Bank that remains under Israeli civil and military
control. Especially noteworthy is Homesh, which had some of its concrete trailer
homes removed to the nearby community of Shavei Shomron, and deposited on a
hilltop overlooking the
Nablus suburb of Deir Sharaf.
“I do not want to look at them, they bring back painful
memories,” states Naomi Portnoy, who emigrated to Shavei Shomron from
Ukraine six years ago. Knowing that
such painful concessions may be repeated in the future, if the Ehud Olmert
government remains in power, I decided to explore these ruins, and document
their story, with the hope that in the future, such expulsions could be
prevented.
Likely used either as guest houses or as a nursery, the empty
rooms contained murals of palm trees and animals. Alongside the murals, orange
and black graffiti pointed out evidence of a struggle that took place. “Peace is
dead,” declared a tag in one room, with the more common “Jews do not expel Jews”
painted in nearby trailers. On the floors, newspapers, magazines, and coupons
from August 2005 lay undisturbed, awaiting for readers who will never return. A
Russian language children’s book is evidence of a diverse community, with
immigrants who lived under far worse conditions, only to be expelled once again
in their new homeland. Soaps rest on sinks, shampoo bottles lie in showers,
showing a hasty withdrawal, where the main concern was completing a deadline. In
one room, everything is bare, except a simple tag “21-8-2005,”
the day this community was erased from the map.
Shevei Shomron resident Bryna Aster has a window that faces
towards the barren hilltop where these homes once stood.
“We gave it up for nothing in return, and now our own
future is uncertain,” she notes. Her neighbor, Aryeh Bornstein describes the
half-finished homes standing alongside the trailers, “I am not going to paint
you a rosy picture. People are not going to move to a community whose future is
in doubt.” The homes have completed orange roof tiles, but their walls remain
bare with cinder blocks, awaiting their golden
Jerusalem
stone facades. The concrete trailers and the unfinished homes overlook the town
of Deir Sharaf, a suburb of
Nablus,
in plain sight of its Arab inhabitants, the same inhabitants who voted Hamas to
power, and who cheer for Hezbollah in massive demonstrations. I wonder
what they think when they look at these abandoned homes. Do they recognize the
sacrifices that
Israel continues to make for peace,
or are they further encouraged to see
Israel destroyed?
I left the books, furniture, and newspapers undisturbed; so
that future visitors will also see the worthless sacrifice that occurred in August
2005.
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